young and stupid [sequel to bad boy next door]

Chapter Three

Song for Chapter: Stuck on You by Ross Lynch (Austin and Ally)

~Sierra Sparks~

Austin’s hair is a curly mess as he lies on the beach. I’ve seen his curly hair a few times, and damn. It is hot. My boyfriend is 18 years old. I am still 17. Wow. I’m dating an older guy. He could move out if he wanted to. He could get far away from here. I know he wants to.

He wants to run away from here.

I sit on my towel, a frown on my face. I know in my heart he’s going to leave. He’s going to dump me and leave me. I know he didn’t use me though. I know he is going to do it to protect me. Once he’s off my case no one will want me. I was just one of his toys in their eyes. Yet I wasn’t. I meant so much more then anyone could imagine.

No one saw it coming either. Austin Carter Mahone, bad boy of San Antonio Texas, falling for Sierra Sparks, the California Sweetheart. Crazy how the world works? I wouldn’t be who I am without Austin.

So if Austin ends it I won’t cry. It’ll hurt, but if I do cry it’ll be tears of joy. He made me become the person I’d always wanted to be. Confident. He made me feel so beautiful about myself. I wouldn’t dare say I regretted it because that would be a lie. I am the first girl he opened up to. I am the first girl to let him in. I am the first girl who had a brain.

“Sierra?” I hear a voice say, my eyes opening to see Austin standing above me. He has his backpack over his shoulder as if he’s ready to go. We’d been here since earlier in the morning and now it’s around four. Probably heading back to the hotel.

Austin and I got to share a room, while Alex, Robert, Tyler, and Zach shared another. I am glad to be rooming with Austin. He’s a great cuddle buddy.

I look up at him, nuzzling my eyebrows together.

“Can we talk?” he lets out, making my heart drops. My face falls completely as I know what is happening. He’s dumping me. He’s going to end it a day after his birthday. He stands up above me, looking nervous as hell.

He’s breaking up with me. I can feel it.

“Uh yeah,” I let out, picking myself up off the sand. Austin glances back at me before sliding his hand into mine. Hr drops his bag before walking off with me. His hand still kept in mind. He gives it a tight squeeze as if to say I am alright. In reality I’m not. I must look so pathetic. He’s breaking up with me. Wow. How could I have been so stupid?

Austin and I walk down the beach in silent. It’s pretty empty right now since it was starting to get cold. Austin keeps his hand in mine, intertwining our fingers.

We start to near a rock by the ocean. Austin pulls me to behind it. I soon find his hands on my bare hips and my body being gently pushed onto the rock. I look back at Austin, seeing his eyes full of passion as he stares at my lips.

I find myself wrapping my arms around his neck. He slowly presses his lips to my neck, leaving soft kisses tingling on my skin. I play with some of his hair in back of his neck. He continues to kiss down my neck; his soft kisses leaving tingles running through me.

I can’t help, but shiver at his touch. The way his kisses go from hard to soft amazes me. He soon kisses my neck harder, biting down a bit before sucking softly. He’s leaving his mark on me. He wants everyone to know I’m his. He’s being protective.

He soon does this to another spot and ends up leaving 3 on my neck. His lips don’t dare touch mine after so I turn us so his back is to the rock. Austin smirks as I become dominant. I place my lips on his neck now, kissing down slowly before biting down at one point. I suck softly. I end up leaving only one on him since I know he wouldn’t want too many, but I make it worth it. I make sure it’s visible.

Soon Austin turns us once again, so I am against the rock. He tries to do it gently, but he ends up not. I had to let out a quite yelp as I hit the rock. Austin, in that moment, made my heart drop. He immediately let me go and took a step back.

“Austin, I’m fine,” I let out, stepping out towards him. He steps back once again, shaking his head.

“Look what I’m doing to you… this is the second time,” he says in a whimper. He sounds so small, so weak, so scared. I take his hands in mine slowly. I can feel him relax a bit. I understand why Austin can be violent. He doesn’t mean to be, which is good. Plus, he’s not violent all the time.

“Austin… look at me,” I say, watching as he lifts his head up. He looks at me with sad hazel eyes, making my heart drop even more. I can’t believe he has to feel this way. Especially the day after his birthday.

“I love you,” I say, but he just lets go of my hands. He doesn’t say it back. He walks away from me, not daring to look back. I watch the boy, a frown on my face. I understood though. I always seem to make excuses for that boy.